Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we left Mrs. Worthe contemplating hitting poor Ben on the head with a fireplace poker to simulate a hit on the head by the supposed muggers. The resulting effect was to be used with the hospital personnel and police to avoid being detected as liars in any possible investigation. Let’s head to the hospital and see how this pack of lies goes down with the professionals there.
“Thank you for not hitting me on the head Mrs. Worthe.”
“No problem Ben. Just remember to tell them you passed out from fright when the thugs jumped you. Remember also it was four of them and you can’t positively identify anyone. Got it?”
“Yes, I get it Mrs. Worthe. I still think it would be easier just to say I accidentally shot myself.”
“Oh sure Ben. Who will you explain the gun with no license. In fact, you don’t even know where that gun came from. It could have been involved in a murder. You would be up shit’s creek then.”
“I got the gun from Alexis.”
“You shut up now. Here comes the doctor.”
“Hello, Doctor. I’m Trudy Worthe mother of my dear Ben’s fiancee.”
“How do you do I’m doctor Wente. Now looking at the chart, it seems Ben here has a gunshot wound.”
“Yes sir—”
“Shush Ben. You rest I will Talk to the doctor. Yes, he was shot when a bunch of thieves jumped him.”
“Thieves you say?”
“Yes, doctor. Ben here was minding his own business when he was jumped.”
“You know I have to inform the authorities of this wound.”
“Oh, of course, you do. We want to report this as well. We think these people ought to be caught.”
“Let me look at the wound. Will you excuse us ah.”
“Mrs. Worthe. Trudy Worthe.”
“Ah yes, Mrs. Worthe. Could you excuse us please?”
“Can I stay. Ben looks upon me as his mother. Don’t you Ben.”
“Do I have to take my pants off doctor?”
“Yes, I need a good look at your foot as well as your leg.”
“Well, then Mother Worthe I’m afraid I will be too embarrassed to have you here. Why don’t you join Alexis and Dad in the waiting room.”
“I don’t think that is a good idea, Ben.”
“I’m sorry Mrs. Worthe, but my patient wishes come first.”
“Very well Doctor. You behave yourself, Ben. I’ll see you later.”
“Bye Mom. Later.”
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The question now ir this: is Ben trying to get rid of Mrs Worthe so he can tell the true story, or is he afraid that she will see that he is, indeed, less of a man than her daughter deserves (if you get my drift)?
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Great point. Would be funny if Ben was a female wouldn’t it?
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Hi John — Sorry I was absent last time for this tale. Oh another interesting twist! I wonder where else that gun has been… 😀
Very warm with downpours here today (flooding, but I’m on high ground)… and then the hateful “S” word in the forecast again Tuesday. I sure do miss the desert. Mega hugs! 🙂
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The desert is the place to be. (you already know that) I remember being half drowned in Washington one time. Stay dry and hopefully the snow (oops I said it) will be less than last time. Hugs.
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Mrs. Worthe really isn’t good at coming up with lies. I mean, why would he pass out from fright and then get bopped on the head and shot? Once he’s down, the thieves would only have to rob him and run. That woman seems obsessed with making things complicated.
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Yes. Frustrating as well.
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Yeah, doc is not going to fall for it, haha.
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I think you are right.
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Ben left to his own devices, what could possibly go wrong?
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Ha ha ha. What indeed?
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Ben has ONE chance to get this mess straightened out — here’s hoping he doesn’t fail to capitalize on it!
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Me too. Wait what am I saying. I write this stuff.
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OK, Ben has another shot (no pun intended, but what the heck) at getting out of this mess. Now it’s time for the “they are holding me captive against my will and plotting to blow up a building” speech. Throw them all under the bus Ben – just do it!
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Does he have the guts? We shall see.
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What?
Another cliffhanger? Ahhhh–
This is going to go south, I just know it. Ben can’t be trusted. Oh my. I wonder how he messes this up. 😀 😀 😀
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Ha ha ha. Tess you kill me.
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I wouldn’t want to do that. I’d feel terrible if I killed you and then there’s that going-to-jail business. I’ll control myself. I promise. 😀 😀
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Not a jury in the world to convict you so don’t worry.
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And she calls herself a mastermind? I hope Ben catches HER with her pants down.
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Not a pretty sight from here.
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